User blog comment:Llamao/Kotir Reborn/@comment-3474228-20120511000725/@comment-3474228-20120514032528

Vask shakes his head. "Too late fer that, brave one. Sahja will probably have us shape the rocks with our paws now..."

The two weasels silently drag Tekos through the camp. "D'ye think Sahja'd kill us if'n we walked in on 'im sleepin' wi' th'hedgepig?"

The other weasel shrugs. "Thats why yew're doin' it alone." Before the indignant first weasel can argue with his companion, an arrow buries itself into his throat. The other weasel drops Tekos's body and opens his mouth to scream, but no words come out as the next arrow finds its way into his chest with such force that it knocks him back five feet.

Flynn sneaks into the camp like a wraith and quickly pulls Tekos into the forest. Afterwards, he comes back for the dead bodies, and hides them in some bushes. He breathes a sigh of relief as he check the positions of some guards, who all had their backs turned towards the inside of the camp.